The advice of my mother doesn't reach me, doesn't reach me
To leave this neighborhood desperate with sorrow
I don't escape your memory
Even if I don't say your name
Even if I replace you with another
Because you were the one who treated me badly
Because you were the one who treated me badly
What if I treated you the same
You need to fall in love with a b*tch
You need to find a twin
Who leaves you in your sorrow
That way you suddenly learn
I don't escape your memory
Even if I don't say your name
Even if I replace you with another
Because you were the one who treated me badly
Because you were the one who treated me badly
What if I treated you the same
You need to fall in love with a b*tch
Who leaves you in your sorrow
That way you suddenly learn
...
When the red is almost black
...
And the rose is almost dead
...
That is my favorite color